When Affections and Time Collide

Summary: Cardinal Richelieu finds himself in modern day London and in the presences of Clara Oswald and later the Doctor. Can they figure out who brought the Cardinal out of his timeline before history changes

The meeting

Cardinal
Richelieu lay in his bed clutching his golden pendant cross as the doctors bled
him in the hope to save him from whatever aliment was causing his heart to beat
irregularly. His face cringed in pain as the blade was dragged across his skin
creating more small wounds during the bleeding process. When the last cut was
complete the Cardinal arched in pain, his breath stopping, as his heart beat
for the final time.

A doctor
touched the side of his neck as the King pushed opened the doors to the
Cardinal's bed chambers, "I demand to know how he is…." His words
faltering as he saw the forlorn faces of the attending physicians.

Pushing
his way through them the King knelt at the Cardinal’s bedside, and he wept as
he grabbed his hand. Taking a deep breath he prayed, "Oh Lord in Heaven
grant this man passage into the afterlife so he may be at God's side and have
peace."

As soon
as the prayer was completed, a bright light shined blinding everyone in the
room. Once the light faded the King gasped as he stared at the bed: the
Cardinal's body was gone. It had disappeared; not a trace was left of the First
Minister of France. Casting his eyes toward Heaven again, Louis prayed thanking
God for the blessing he just witnessed: the ascension of Cardinal Richelieu.

Clara was
startled awake by the shrill of her mobile on her bedside table, for a brief
moment she was confused to her whereabouts: after traveling with the Doctor for
so many months her previous room felt strange to her and she longed for her
room on the TARDIS.

Reaching
for her mobile she pushed the answer button and huffed, "There better be
damn good reason for calling me in the middle of the night."

Kate
Stewart's voice responded with a chuckle, "There is never a good reason
for getting a phone call in the middle of the night."

Sitting
up in bed quickly, instantly alert she questioned the Chief Scientific Officer
of UNIT, "What's going on Kate?"

"Are
you with the Doctor right now?" the other women asked cryptically.

"Nah
I needed to take care of a few things at home. My gran is ill."

"I'm
sorry to hear that, but can you spare some time and come to the Tower? There's someone
here I think you should see."

"I'll
be there in thirty minutes," Clara stated as she hung up the phone. She
got dressed in a hurry and exited her flat. Climbing on her motor bike, she was
on her way. As the night air rushed past her ears she wondered who the person
was that Kate wanted her to see. It could be anyone or anything especially if
UNIT was involved; she should have called the Doctor right away but decided she
would wait till she knew more information before ringing the Time Lord.

After
having been cleared by UNIT security to enter the Tower of London, a guard
escorted Clara to Kate's office and upon seeing each other the two women
embraced briefly before getting down to business.

"I'm
sorry for waking you." Kate said as she reached for a remote, clicking it
an image appeared on one of the many monitors located in her office. Nodding
her head toward the image she continued, "This is why I called you."

Clara
moved closer to the screen and shook her head in disbelief. On the screen was a
man with a mustache and a goatee pacing the confined space of a detention room;
he was dressed in a 17th century nightshirt and fiddling with a cross pendent
that hung down from his neck. What was even more amazing was that the man
looked exactly like the Doctor. "Why do you have the Doctor detained?"

Pointing
at the screen Kate explained, "Because this man is not the Doctor. He claims
to be Cardinal Richelieu."

"Are
you saying he is the First Minister to the King of France?" Clara asked.

"Yes
and when we questioned him about the Doctor, he said he doesn't have any idea
who he was."

"He
looks like the Doctor," Clara stated as she moved even closer to the
screen, "Where did you find him?"

Turning
off the monitor Kate explained, "Our sensors picked up a temporal anomaly
at Trafalgar Square and we went to investigate. We found him lying on the
pavement when we arrived, and we brought him in because of his similarities to
the Doctor."

"We
have sensors all over London; we can never be sure when some sort of alien
incursion will be initiated," Kate stated before questioning, "When
you and the Doctor separated, did he mention anything to you about visiting
17th century France."

Shaking
her head Clara answered, "No."

"Could
he have gotten injured and forgotten he was the Doctor?" Kate continued to
pursue her line of questioning.

"I
guess it's possible. He does get into a bit trouble often." Turning toward
the door Clara stopped to face her friend. "I think I should talk to him,"
she finished as she exited the room.

Kate
followed closely behind, "I was hoping you would say that."

Arriving
at the detainment room Kate nodded to the guard, "Open the door."

With a
click and a hiss the door opened allowing the two women to enter, and once
inside the door quickly closed behind them.

Immediately
they were bombarded by the Cardinal, "I demand to know why I am detained
in this god forsaken room. Do you have any idea who I am? I'll have you both
executed for your treachery."

Rolling
her eyes Kate hissed, "Shut up! You are in no position to demand
anything."

The
Cardinal approached Kate dangerously when Clara interceded, moving herself
between the two individuals. Holding her hand up she stated calmly, "Your
Eminence, may I suggest you sit down before things get out of hand."

Looking
at the woman in front of him, Armand nodded his head and moved to sit. Turning
toward Kate, Clara asked, "Can you please leave us for a few
minutes?"

"I'm
not sure if that is a good idea," Kate stated worriedly.

"I'll
be fine, I promise, just give me ten minutes. Okay?"

"Okay,
ten minutes but not a moment longer."

Once Kate
had left the room Clara occupied the opposite chair to the Cardinal‘s. "Now,
I know things are a bit strange right now and I can only image how terrifying
this can be…"

"I'm
not terrified young woman I'm angry and I want to know what is going on!" he
interrupted quickly.

"Okay,
tell me the last thing you remember."

Sitting
back in his chair he stared at her pointedly, "And why should I tell you
anything? You are just an insignificant female who is prone to fits of
hysteria."

Trying to
remain calm, remembering he was from a different time and place, she gave a
silent thank you to the Doctor for preparing her for situations like this. "You
should tell me because if you have any hopes to get back to your time, you're
going to need me. Any questions?"

Silence
enveloped the room as the Cardinal contemplated his options. He could tell this
woman what happened or he could remain lost. "No, I don't have any
questions but I do have a request before I tell you anything."

"What's
your request?" Clara asked with a smile.

"I
want to leave this cell; confinement isn't something I enjoy."

Clara
looked at him and noticed a slight sheen of sweat on his brow, the dilation of
his eyes, the rapid breathing and knew that he must be claustrophobic; only he
was too proud to admit his fear. Her heart went out to him because she never
liked enclosed places either. "Okay, I will have Kate release you to my
custody once you're done answering my questions."

"Do
I have your word?" he questioned one last time.

"Yes,
you have my word."

Kate
rolled her eyes as she heard Clara's agreement with the Cardinal. She didn't
like it but knew that if they were going to get to the bottom of this she would
have to trust Clara. Gesturing toward one of the guards she ordered, "Go
and get two containment wrist bands and bring them here immediately."

"Yes
ma'am," the guard affirmed as he exited the room.

Turning
back to the two way mirror Kate whispered, "Clara, I hope you know what
you are doing."

Leaning
forward placing his elbows on the table braiding his fingers together, his blue
eyes bore into Clara's brown ones. She met his intense gaze without flinching,
"So are you going to tell me now or are we going to just stare at each
other for the rest of the night."

A smile
graced the Cardinal's face as he commented, "I like you. Not many people
can meet my stare without contemplating looking away. The last thing I remember
is being bled, as my heart beat rapidly in my chest, and my lungs ached to
breath. I think the doctors failed in their task to save me, and I died that
day. When I opened my eyes to see Heaven, I saw instead a world unfamiliar to
me: a world of blazing lights and strange noises."

Clara
listened intently to his response then asked, "Your Eminence, what year
did you die?"

"In
the year of our Lord 1631… and it is Armand." he responded.

Standing
up Clara started to pace the small room. Her memory of French history wasn't
very good but she was sure Cardinal Richelieu died in 1642; she would have to
ask Kate to look into it for her. So the question was: why did the Cardinal die
almost 10 years earlier than his time and who caused his death? She desperately
needed to get a hold of the Doctor, because the man in the room with her was
definitely not the Time Lord she has been traveling with for close to three
years.

Armand
watched patiently as the woman paced in front of him, fascinated by the many
different expressions crossing her features as she thought about his situation.
He couldn't help but admire her body in men's clothing; the pants fit her hips
snuggly and her blue button down shirt gave him a tantalizing glimpse of her
neck and shoulders; he wanted to explore her body and find all the secrets that
remained hidden from view.

It had
been a very long time since he had enjoyed the company of a woman and his body
reacted to the image before him with lust and want. He was contemplating the many
ways to seduce the dark haired woman when the door opened revealing the blonde
haired one holding two bracelet like items in her hand.

Placing
one of the bracelets on Clara's wrist Kate went to place one on the Cardinal
when he reeled back, "I will not have such a strange device adorn my
body."

Getting
extremely frustrated with the Cardinal's holy than thou attitude, she grabbed
his wrist and clamped the device on, "I don't care what you want. If you
expect to leave this room with Clara you will wear this."

Playing
referee again Clara asked, "What are these?"

"Those
are containment bands; they will remain on your wrists until we find out what
the Doctor thinks we should do. Neither of you can be more than 5 meters from
each other, and if you go beyond that distance the bands will alert us and we
will have no choice but to apprehend you both and return you to the Tower."

"That
is a bit extreme, Kate, I am sure I can take care of things without the bands,"
Clara stated.

"There
are many protocols in place for this type of situation and I'm breaking quite a
few of them by releasing the Cardinal into your custody. I wouldn't be so
lenient if it was anyone else."

"Okay,
thank you then," Clara responded before turning toward the Cardinal,
"Armand, are you ready to leave?"

"More
than ready Clara," he answered as he rose from his chair to follow her out
the cell door.

Kate
halted their departure, "May I suggest a side trip to the wardrobe
department."

Clara
looked at the Cardinal in his white nightshirt and nodded, "Yeah, I think
you're right."

Outside
the Tower, Clara led the Cardinal to her motor bike, and as she glanced
sideways at him she smiled thinking that he looked dashing in the dark blue
suit and red button down shirt.

Armand
met her eyes smirking, "I'm guessing that you approve of my choice of apparel."

Embarrassed
she turned her face away from him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare."

Reaching
her motor bike, she reached into the seat compartment and pulled out an extra
helmet for him to use, "Here put this on."

Walking
around the bike his eyes widened in disbelief, "Are we getting on this
contraption?"

"No
need to worry Armand, it is just like riding a horse, except a bit faster,"
she stated as she straddled the bike putting on her own helmet. Patting the
seat behind her, "Come on. Hop on and hold on tight."

Mimicking
her position he sat behind her, "So what do I hold on to?"

"Just wrap your arms around me." She
felt his arms encircle her chest. Rolling her eyes she moved his arms to her
waist, "Okay let's go.” She revved up the engine and with a pop of the
clutch they were off with Armand's screams echoing in their wake.

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